Untitled (just To Lift Spirits) Read Count : 13

Category : Diary/Journal

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High and high I sore. Till I'm betwixt the spaces of the air it self. 

Higher and higher I sore. The clouds below resemble the buildings of the cities that I left behind

Higher still I'll sore to rejoice in the freedom of finally resting

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  • high hopes

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